“Jack, it’s beautiful. Are you sure you can trust me with it?” That clever look she has in her eyes and the playful smirk on her lips make me want to fuck her right here, right now, on this table.
“I’m going to be trusting you to carry my child. I’m sure I can trust you with this.” Taking the ring out of the box, I lift her hand and slide it onto her engagement finger.
“A perfect fit,” I point out, wondering what my mother would think of the arrangement we’ve made. She was a firm believer in true love. A firm believer who died with her heart broken.
“My father gave it to my mother years ago. I suppose it was some sort of promise ring; he always knew he could never marry her. I thought it was fitting for us.”
Her smile fades, and so does her fascination with the ring.
“Whatever you think is best.” She nods politely, picking up her fork and continuing to eat.
“I want us to be friends, Gracie. We got off on a bad foot, but I want you to know that while you're here, you will be protected. I’ll take good care of you,” I assure her, wanting to erase any doubt from her mind.
“I don’t needtakingcare of. Never have and never will.” She looks up at me fiercely.
“You’ll be pregnant with my child; it’s my duty to take care of you,” I remind her. Already knowing that I’m going to take pleasure in it.
“I understand that, Jack, but please don’t suffocate me. All this is so strange and against my nature. I’m going to need a little patience.” She looks down at the ring again and lets out a long, deep breath.
“You can have whatever you want.” I wrap my hand over hers.
“What days does the app say we should be…you know?” She blushes and looks so fucking pretty.
“Since we both want quick results, I think it’s best we make the effort every night. I don’t recall you finding the act displeasing last time we did it.” My cock turns hard when her cheeks turn even pinker.
“Your room or mine, Your Lord?” She shocks me when she stands up and offers me her hand.
“Lady’s choice.” I take her hand and let her lead me out of the room.
Now we’re upstairs, she seems to have lost her confidence and stares at me awkwardly as I take off my jacket and loosen my tie.
“You okay?” I check, while slowly unbuttoning my shirt.
“I’ve just never done this with the intent of creating a person.” She laughs nervously as she fiddles with her fingers.
“Neither have I. In fact, I’ve spent my whole life trying to avoid that happening.” I move across to her, gathering the fabric of the top she’s wearing, before lifting it over her head and arms.“There's no reason why we shouldn’t enjoy this.” I kiss her, the way I’ve been wanting to all day. Deep, slowly, and like she belongs to me. Popping open the button on her jeans, I slide my hands into the waist, and gently glide a finger through the centre of her panties.
“I have a feeling I’m going to like the way you look, carrying my child,” I whisper, continuing to stroke her through the fabric. “And if you stop being so stubborn, you might like how it feels to be owned by me.” I force her back onto the bed and grip the waist of her jeans, dragging them off her legs while she watches, and gives nothing away in her expression.
“You have a beautiful body, Gracie.” I glance over it, admiring every inch.
“Not for long,” she reminds me sarcastically.
“Princess, what I’m going to do to you is only going to make it even more perfect.” I kiss my way up her legs, purposely avoiding her pussy and smiling against her skin when she growls in frustration.
“I can’t wait to see this tummy swell.” I kiss just below her belly button and watch her lashes flutter. “These tits are going to grow for me, too.” Taking one in my hand, I climb up her body, pull her bra to the side, and reveal one of her nipples.
“Being knocked up is going to suit you very well, Gracie.” Rolling my tongue around her pretty pink areola, I wait to hear her gasp as I suck her hard inside my mouth.
“Fuck!” she hisses, gripping my hair and starting to fidget her hips against mine.
“You want me to own this body, pretty girl?” She nods her head, and I reward her by sucking even harder. “You want me to fill this pretty tummy with my baby? Give you something that will remind you every day who you belong to?” I grip under her chin and force her to look at me. “Tell me you want to carry my child. Tell me you want me to come so deep in your pussy that Imake sure you get knocked up for me,” I dare her, knowing that the thought excites her; the fact that she’s soaked through her panties makes it impossible for her to hide.
She nods her head and starts tugging at her panties, pushing them off her hips to allow me access.
“Spread these thighs wide, princess. I’m going to sink inside you as deep as I can get.” I hold her open and tease her spread-out pussy with the tip of my cock, stroking it through her centre and watching her soak me. “Fuck, you’re so fucking perfect. I couldn’t have picked anyone better.” I watch her start losing control, bucking her hips desperately to receive more friction. She’ll quickly learn thatIset the pace.I’mthe one in control here. Or at least, I tell myself I am. I swear I could come just from teasing her. Feeling her clit pulse against my shaft as she works herself up is driving me to the edge already. It’s tempting to let it go. I’d like to see how her skin looks drenched in my seed, but right now, none of that seed can be wasted; it has a use far more important.
“I want to feel you come on my cock, like you did last night,” I whisper, pushing inside her, and filling her up in one long thrust that has her nails digging into my shoulders.
